Chapter 23; Forever Trading

The cracked thunderbird, the mount of the king of the underworld, can soar for nine days with wings spread. It is said that it has the bloodline of Kunpeng in East Asian classical mythology. It is an extremely powerful underworld creature with unlimited potential.

At this time, the cracked Thunderbird summoned by the scepter should not be complete. From the perspective of breath, its strength should be in the semi-sacred level. This powerful existence may cause great ** elsewhere, but you should know that this is Kaiyuan College, one of the top forces in the world.

The abnormality on the back mountain soon attracted the attention of some strong people in the college. Countless spiritual forces scanned the cracked thunderbird that covered the sun like a dark cloud in the sky. This is a piece of "fat meat" and an immeasurable benefit.

In fact, in the human world, there is a group called beast masters. They rely on their own spiritual power and mutants to communicate, so that their hearts can share their lives and die. For those underworld creatures, dead spirits, holy spirit beasts, demons and strange beasts, as long as they have enough strength, human beings can forcibly subdue them by force. For their own loyal servants, and these loyal servants are even more useful than some human slaves to each other. Because human beings are emotional after all and are unwilling to rely on others forever. One day they will betray their masters driven by interests. However, alien creatures that are subdue by force are different. As long as your strength continues to strengthen and is twice as strong as your slave strength, they will always be driven by you, even if the master dies, Only when alien creatures feel that their strength has surpassed that of their masters will they get out of the shackles of their own hearts.

Like the twelve strong men in the human world, there are two semi-saint unicorns sitting on the water pavilion. The white demon Yaoshang, which is rumored to be able to ask for his life, has a golden-eyed dragonfly in the Holy Land, which can shock the evil spirits of all directions and observe thousands of heavenly resources. It is Yao Shang who happened to enter the Holy Spirit world by chance in his youth and was orphaned by a golden-eyed dragonfly who died of childbirth. After decades of cultivation, this golden-eyed dragonfly has also became medicine. The signboard of the strong man.

And now, like the cracked thunderbird hovering in the sky, the semi-saint rank, if someone can subdue, there is a fast slave on the side, what dangerous things in the world can go.

Ji Jie~

The cracked thunderbird in the sky is estimated to have finally confirmed that the space where it exists now is the human world, emitting a shrill that I don't know whether it is excited or angry. The huge head looks down at the three strongest breaths of Han Bai, the west wind and Donghuangyi on the back mountain, just like the eyes of the big red lantern, full of sinister.

hou~

Dragon roar, in Kaiyuan College, I don't know where a dragon roar resounded, and the breath of the emperor of all things swept the world against the cracked thunderbird in the sky, as if to subdue it with momentum.

"Split Thunderbird, good thing, from today on, you are the slave of my night dragon!"

A black figure rushed to the nine world and flew to the wide back of the cracked Thunderbird before Han and the three others. He stood proudly. He was a man with an eagle hook nose, dressed in a black samurai suit, showing strong muscles in all parts of his body.

Night Dragon, the tenth master of the combat power list of Kaiyuan College, is also the only alien on the combat power list. He has the blood of ordinary dark dragon beasts in his body. I heard that half a year ago, the iron armored dragon beast specially invited him to return to the evil star and serve the Tyrannosaurus Rex Lord. He can get a drop of blood from the Tyranno Lord and directly advance to the Holy Land. However, he decisively refused, which caused a lot of sensation at that time.

Fee that there was a "foreign body" on its back, and the cracked thunderbird was angry. As a semi-sacred rank, it did not allow its body to touch any creatures other than the great lord of the underworld, otherwise it would die!

With a sharp howling, the cracked thunderbird rose and spread its wings, and countless purple evil thunders in the sky responded, directly on the arrogant night dragon.

"Drink the strongest wine and play with the wildest woman, only the most unruly alien creatures can match my night dragon! Thunderbird, you have decided to follow me today.

With a wild laugh, the night dragon did not care about the purple thunder that hit him. When the thunder was three inches away from his head, it would be separated by a black air mask. This is the night dragon's alien human talent, which is more practical than the endless black hole of the corpse demon Zhang Ziyang.

"It's impolite not to come and go, beast, you also punch me."

After the purple thunder split, Yelong made a move and stretched out a huge fist. He knelt on the back of the cracked thunderbird with one knee and bombarded its head with a heavy punch. The powerful force was like Taishan hitting the top of the cracked thunderbird, which made it dizzy and slightly pressed down.

"Okay, it's hard to fight! In this case, I will convince you."

One punch after punch, the Yelong had an evil smile on his face. The fisting wild horse hit the whole body of the cracked thunderbird crazily. The deep purple feathers of its wings fell into the air like snow, but the cracked thunderbird only hummed dullly, and its eyes became more and more fierce under the severe pain around the body.

On the back mountain, the cockroach Xiaoming saw that there was a cracked thunderbird summoned by him, and it was also such a terrible torture. He shouted angrily and desperately urged Han Bai to come forward to teach him a lesson, but Han Bai's eyes were always on the Eastern Emperor, staring at the Buddha sitting on the golden lotus above his head.

"Great Buddha? Since the Eastern Emperor is a disciple of the Great Buddha Sect, that night, so many disciples asked for leave to rush back to the master. What happened to him?

Han Bai remembered that on the night of Tang Meimei's birthday, even Yunshisan left Xin Ru and hurried back to the sect. Looking at the skills used by the Eastern Emperor, it must be a superior ancient martial arts skill of the Great Buddha Sect, but why is he still in this Kaiyuan College now, and there was no sect order summoning that night.

"When the Eastern Emperor was one year young, he worshipped the abandoned bitter monk of the Great Buddha Sect as his teacher, and was only half of the disciples of the Great Buddha Sect. As for me, I practiced the magic secret method of the Moro religion, and I practice the same kind of magic skills as the contemporary Moro religion. Xifeng stood aside inadvertently and glanced at Han Bai, as if to know what he wanted in his heart to explain.

When the Eastern Emperor saw the west wind, he had no intention to speak. He put away the momentum all over his body. The Buddha statue on his head disappeared and said with a smile, "Haha, Han Bai, you may not know that our west wind is young, and his ambition is not limited to the head of the Xifeng family. His greater goal is to become the leader of the Moruo religion."

Han Bai took a cold breath. Even though he knew that the west wind was not simple, he didn't expect that since there was Moroism behind him! After confirming that he and Yunzong must have a war, Han Bai once asked Nichi to learn about the top ten ancient martial arts sects. He knew that the top ten sects were the right path that even Sima was extremely afraid of Sima's hatred, the second was Xiuyue Valley, and the third was the Moluo sect.

In today's era of respecting the strong, the magic road is no longer like thousands of years ago, but has its own position to stand firmly under this bright world. After all, there is no difference between good and evil, and only people's hearts have the boundaries of ugliness.

Moluo Sect is the largest demon sect today, known as one of the three thousand sources of magic. In Moluo Sect, each disciple has a unique magic skill suitable for himself. If two people know a set of magic skills, there must be a battle between the two people. Just now, Xifeng didn't mean to admit that the current head of the Moro Sect of his Heavenly Demon Secret Law is also practicing, that is to say, there must be a death war between Xifeng and the head of the Moro Sect. As for why Xifeng has no intention to live well now, I'm afraid it has a lot to do with his identity as the young master of Xifeng.

Thinking about the key point, Han Bai looked at the west wind on the edge of the cliff with inadvertent admiration. He could survive under a powerful man with thousands of powerful hands. His unique identity was the key, but Han Bai believed in Xifeng's unintentional wrist.

"Brother Xifeng, how about we talk about a permanent deal?" Han Bai thought about it over and over again and found that Xifeng had no intention of being a loyal believer who has no eternal friends but only eternal interests. This kind of person is not only the most dangerous evil friend to stab you, but also the most sincere friend to help you when you are in danger.

It seemed that he was not surprised by Han Bai's opening. Xi Feng inadvertently turned around and asked with a faint smile on his handsome face, "North Emperor?"

Shaking his head, Han Bai knew that if he wanted to be the most sincere friend with Xifeng, it was far from enough not to take out some cards, not to mention that he was at the top of Yunzong's must-kill list.

Looking at Donghuangyi with deep meaning, Han Bai lowered his head and gently pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and poked out his right hand. The thunder in his body surged wildly into a thunderball, blooming with a breath of destruction of heaven and earth.

"How about the ancient martial arts skills created by the sage Alsace and Zhuang Yi's famous holy land?"

Shock! Extremely shocked!

Han Bai raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the stunned Donghuangyi and the west wind that kept twitching from the corners of his eyes. He already knew that from now on, the two families of Donghuang and Xifeng officially walked with him in the same boat and prepared to face the vast ocean.

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"Nine thunderstorms? Well, the name is so familiar. No, Dad practiced... No, Dad, if you continue to practice like this, your body will break down..."

Han Bai announced his biggest secret in public because everyone in the audience could believe. Those who were there, such as Ning Xiaoling, Tang Meimei, Four Golden Flowers, Leo, and even didn't know what Zhuang Yi was. And the only Niqi who really knew the horror, was shocked and had a great immunity when he heard Han Bai admit it for the first time. No one noticed that under a lonely tree in the back mountain, Han Xiaoqing, who licked the oversized lollipop in his hand, looked at Han Bai's back, muttered to himself, and frowned tightly.

"Sister Qing, I found that the scenery of a place is beautiful. I'll hug you to see it."

Xue Xiaodan, who listened to Deng Hui's ghost idea and took advantage of it, found that the "goddess" Xiaoqing in his heart was sitting lonely under the big tree and stretched out her hand with a thick smile. Originally, according to the ideal plan, Han Xiaoqing would follow him very happily, but this time, Xue Xiaodan miscalculated. In the face of Xue Xiaodan, who was worried about his "father's body, Han Xiaoqing angrily puffed up his cheeks and smashed the lollipop that could burst out of millions of volts. Palm...